The kiss you planted to my face. The twist tonight, a fate. And somehow the of fear took up all the in here.
(more or less) I pick a way out in the mess. (more or less) Disintegrated, impressed. (more or less) No longer at the new address. (more or less) me like a perfume ad, recycle all the we had. (more or less)
I fake, (more or less) I take, (more or less) it breaks, (more or less) someone's fall. I sense a grain of (more or less) you more or less. (more or less) I up this twisted mess. (more or less)
Like sinking ships dragged abyss, slammin in simpleness. Wherever I the night, it eye to eye, just with tastiness. (more or less)
I a way out in the twisted mess, (more or less) Disintegrated, digress. (more or less) No longer at your own address. (more or less) Watch me a prison guard, me like a credit card. (more or less)
I fake, (more or less) I take, (more or less) it breaks, (more or less) someone's fall. (more or less) I sense a grain of (more or less) you more or less. (more or less) I pick up this mess. (more or less) (more or less) (more or less)
Take me, shake me, me with a ways that we relate. We both come to to make it the night today. (more or less) Count the days (more or less) creeping to in me. (more or less) Who to blame and who be, (more or less) make it an irony. (more or less)
I fake, (more or less) I take, (more or less) it breaks, (more or less) someone's fall. (more or less) I a grain of stress (more or less) hurting you or less. (more or less) I pick up this mess. (more or less) (more or less)
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